บททั้งหมดของ The return of the billionaire heiress.: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

LEAHMy chest heaved slightly as I watched his eyes roam through me. He cupped my cheek, pulling me closer. I placed my lips on his, and he kissed me slowly. His tongue moved slowly within me. I leaned backwards, giving him more access to me.He moaned slightly, as two of his fingers went into me.He stroked me gently, as his kiss intense.Now, he wasn't hungry or rough. He was smooth, and careful.I dug my hands into his hair, moving in random motion. I broke our kiss, taking another look at his beautiful face.“No feelings attached,”“No feelings attached,” he confirmed.He, slowly, aided me to lay on the table. I laid in anticipation, as he touched my thighs. Right there, he slowly ore my panties off. I tried to stabilize my breath as he raised both my legs up, placing them on his shoulders.He kissed my stomach.I took in a deep breath as the warmth of his lips touched me. His tongue moved swiftly within me.“Uh,” I moaned silently, gripping the wood.His tongue twisted withi

LEAHI kept staring at the screen in confusion. What was I meant to do with this piece of information?I'd be lying if I said I cared about Kate's pregnancy. Just because she had helped me escape didn't mean we were on talking terms. Or was she trying to make me jealous? I couldn't put it past her.Moreber, wasn't it the same pregnancy that she had used to decieve me? She lied that she would be a surrogate for me.I hissed.I began to type, “congr...” The words faltered from my thoughts.She didn't deserve it, I decided. I tapped the backspace button five times.I quickly closed my phone.Drew got up from his seat, and walked out of the room.I leaned on the chair. Great. I was back to having nothing to do. It always drove me crazy.I continuously scrolled through my phone, until I eventually recalled the text I had gotten previously.I immediately scrolled back to that text. An anonymous texter telling me that they had access to the files we were searching for.But how was I sure it

LEAHThis had to be some kind of joke, right?“I don't know what you're talking about,” I replied, closing the files.I tried all I could to resist my shaking hands from being obvious.He seemed oblivious to it, as he swiped on his bottom lip. His head bobbed repeatedly as he walked around the room.I looked outside, ensuring he knew people could see us. He finally faced me, then took a seat.“Everyone knows you're fucking the Mountains brothers.” He accused,A lump grew on my throat.There was no way he knew that, right? Even the brothers themselves had no idea who I had a sexual relationship with. I took another look at him, and I could tell he was trying to judge my reaction. He knew nothing.I straightened my spine as I clamped my hands together. “You're just spewing lies because your fucked up brain got yourself nearly killed.” He chuckled, “you've grown a whole lot of balls.” “More than you ever could.” I spat back.His chuckle was low, and dark. “Don't you dare think, even

LEAHI couldn't believe it. I was tongue-tied, in front of cameras.“Are you alright?” Jennifer asked.The fake concern was raw in her voice.I cleared my throat, “I am.”“He did tell you about the new development, didn't he?” “Yes, he did.” I lied, “I just didn't think we'd be announcing it so soon, as it is just in its planning phase.”“Oh. He was probably just excited about the new development.”“Right,” I agreed.The rest of the interview passed by a breeze. I could only count down the minutes for Jennifer to throw her minor shades.Soon enough, she closed up. “Cut!” The director's authoritative voice spoke.Jennifer plastered a smile on her face, “thank you for letting us host you.”“You're welcome. Thanks for the invite.”“This was fun. I hope we get to do it again.’I would rather chew on my husband's balls.“Sure, maybe after I achieve another great feat.”She threw a fist slightly in the air, “I'm sure that won't take too long.”She eventually got her cracked ass off my cha

LEAHI studied her carefully. Almost just as much as she did, me. She didn't flinch, or seem the least bit surprised. Well, what could I expect? She was a therapist. She had probably heard, and seen worse.“We've all had that kind of thought at some point in life.” She finally replied, “more apples?” She nudged,I hadn't realized I had stomped on the one I had taken.I picked up another one. “I don't think anyone has experienced such emotions as I do. I literally have vivid dreams of me digging my hands into his chest, and plucking his heart out. It's getting too realistic. Sometimes, they're not even dreams. They're like visions.”“Do you have imaginations of murdering numerous people, or just one person?” She asked,Her seemingly feeble hands rubbed her knee. “I am experiencing some knee pains.” She explained,I nodded. “Sorry.”“Thank you.”“So, go on.” She nudged,“Most of the time, I dream of my husband. Soon to be my ex husband.”“Is there any reason you'd want to murder him?”